The beloved husband is amazing. It is true. He does the right thing most of the time. He read an article this past summer that dark chocolate was good for you and immediately bought a case of dark chocolate bars which he rations out one a week. It’s like a vitamin or fish oil. He eats it without the decadent pleasure and accompanying guilt that happens with chocolate but he takes it regularly.
On the other hand, a long time ago without any medical research, I decided that milk chocolate was good for me. It’s tastier than Valium and medicates me the same way. Upon learning that DARK chocolate was the better alternative, I immediately assumed the studies were flawed. After all there are a lot of flawed studies. Many things that have gone out of vogue after we all had gotten on the bandwagon.
Vitamin E is one of those. There was a time when it was the “do all” and “be all” but not so much anymore. Now there are studies that give conflicting results. There was Vitamin C. Now it’s Vitamin D. However did we survive without mega doses of Vitamin D? It prevents bone thinning, cancer and leprosy. Ok, I am not sure about leprosy but I did read about the other two.
That is not even mentioning people. What happened to Saint Christopher? After all the medals and statues I had in my car it turns out he really didn’t help at all. Good thing I carried car insurance!
Back to chocolate – despite the regular intake of a whole dark chocolate bar, the beloved husband was ill over the Thanksgiving holidays. His ears were blocked. We did the right thing – we checked with Mr. Google and our neighborhood pharmacist. Both said he had a cold and was congested. He needed to take decongestant pills for a week before it would be better. Today was a week. He still can’t hear because his ears continue to be badly blocked.
That is not all bad news for me. For the next few weeks, whenever something happens, I can tell him that I told him but he probably didn’t hear me.
We ended up in the doctor’s office today and it turns out he has a very bad ear infection. There is no fever or pain. How were we (or Mr. Google or the pharmacist) supposed to know that there was an inflection going on?
He’s on antibiotics and steroids. I am devastated that his regular use of chocolate didn’t prevent this but I am not giving up hope quite yet. I have more faith in milk chocolate anyway. Maybe combined with Vitamin D (perhaps St. Christopher too) the outcome would have been different.